Looking forward to the July 4th weekend, I was determined to assert my independence. So I asked my husband to teach me how to clean, prep and light our charcoal grill -- dirty-work I heretofore deigned not to do. Then I smoked one of his justly "famous" Captain Bay-Schmith's chickens, posing for the camera -- and Seattle Times cameraman Dean Rutz. You'll find my shocked expression (and the accompanying smoke) in today's big spread-- along with the chicken recipe and Mac's grilling tips. But what you won't find there, that you will see here is the glamour-shot: the "sanitary gloves":